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Throw it back, call me Young Juvie You'll give a nigga brain, want you to school me Said I wouldn't cross you with a ball and could've fooled me Like you ain't stay here for a while, come back like new me You better than me, say like I'm better than he And I got hoes, you talk your shit like, "Who wetter than me?" I bet you didn't know I got a bitch that look better than now She keep it wet and she'll use it, look at her and bow (Tip12lve) You know you feelin' like you really low, tell me how you feel inside You say that nigga dead with you, why do I feel alive? Said I wouldn't do it without, can I come inside? She want it, she wanna see it, then like never mind Why you ain't here? Why you ain't care for me? Wait, why weren't you there? Why weren't you there for me? She like, "Pull my hair," hands all on the back of me Put it in the air, fuck her on the balcony And I'm like, "Wait," ayy, you look bein' in my face, ayy She see me like, "Boo," ooh, I see you like, "Bae," ayy Leave out, you don't never forget, you want me to be safe Gettin' on the elevator, wait for you like BH Lie to the top, you cook life all in the pot Number three, I gotta wait, we kill 'em, we get a drop On that addy, where you at? Like, you pick up, that pussy died Get to tellin' you the shit, you gettin' mad, you wanna cry Like, you okay, chips like Frito-Lay I get on her nerves, but she don't go nowhere Said I should let you in, I know, I'm finna try Like, fuck your emotions, I know you finna lie You know you feelin' like you really low, tell me how you feel inside You say that nigga dead with you, why do I feel alive? Said I wouldn't do it without, can I come inside? She want it, she wanna see it, then like never mind Why you ain't here? Why you ain't care for me? Wait, why weren't you there? Why weren't you there for me? She like, "Pull my hair," hands all on the back of me Put it in the air, fuck her on the balcony Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Oh, ayy, ayy Ooh, you feelin' like you really low, tell me how you feel inside You say that nigga dead with you, why do I feel alive? Said I wouldn't do it without, can I come inside? She want it, she wanna see it, bae like never mind Why you ain't here? Why you ain't care for me? Wait, why ain't you there? Why weren't you there for me? She like, "Pull my hair," hands all on the back of me Put it in the air, fuck her on the balcony I'm like, why you didn't care about a nigga? Have to ask again, like, why the fuck you ain't care? Like, like, where you was at? Or, like, ask again, like, where you was at? Fuck, and then when, then when I do get around, you like, "Pull Pull my hair, pull my hair" Give 'em one of them And like, I'm on, I'm on some strong shit now, I've been programmed, so I'll put a bitch in the air though, fuck her on the balcony Uh, uh Hit her with one of those Nigga, uh, uh, uh Yeah, ain't gon', I ain't gon' play with you I'ma bend the pussy up with one of them Come on, ayy
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